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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Hey guys, did you have a good Christmas?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully you managed to think about more than just stuffing your face with lots of food or moaning about what Santa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn’t&lt;/span&gt; bring you, because obviously Christmas is about more than that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a time for family, love and faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith in ‘the real’. So ditch the fakes and frauds and align yourself with something real.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Trust us, it will change your life.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;EX-OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Pic via &lt;a href="http://waxinandmilkin.com/"&gt;W&amp;amp;M&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-1926689139058233710?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/Hyi8GtHJFvs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/Hyi8GtHJFvs/happy-belated-birthday-jesus-christ.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SzYFVcmriBI/AAAAAAAACOo/Wujn2YCD-cc/s72-c/larry_blacks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-belated-birthday-jesus-christ.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-6932688775113348041</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 14:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T02:06:21.560Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Where does the music start?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pop</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">world of crunk</category><title>Donald’s World of Crunk:  5 pop songs that  radio has forced me to like</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy-DsMt9ORI/AAAAAAAACOU/ssSGA6Y4N_E/s1600-h/pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy-DsMt9ORI/AAAAAAAACOU/ssSGA6Y4N_E/s400/pop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417693672101460242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes I look at music blogs and my head starts to hurt.  Why does everything have to be so complex?&lt;/span&gt;  I don’t need multi-layered beats, intricate lyricism or an abstract band-name derived from an ancient Malayan war-chant to get excited about music.  Sometimes I like to flick on Capital FM (or any other commercial radio station), fire up a mug of hot tea and ‘get real’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yi3Z1NESITA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yi3Z1NESITA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who wrote this hook, was it Will I Am?  The guy’s a fucking genius.&lt;/span&gt;  It’s not that they’re saying anything particularly special, but the melody runs around my brain and slowly massages the part which makes my penis hard.  Ok, maybe Will I Am’s not a genius – I mean, look at the &lt;a href="http://www.mediatakeout.com/2009/32396-cool_cutz_have_yall_seen_williams_hair_recently__its_interesting.html"&gt;guy’s hair&lt;/a&gt; - but he’s definitely a little bit smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every part of my intelligent body should hate this song.  It’s predictable, factory-line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f02thnUe1WU"&gt;post-pain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; n’ b.&lt;/span&gt;  So why do I sing every word line for line whenever it comes on the radio?  Who the fuck is this dude, anyways?  He’s got 16 million hits on you-tube and I don’t even know who the hell he is.  Maybe he sold his soul to the Devil for music sales, like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDgUTQYEIas"&gt;Jay-Z and Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucWQDw5mACQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucWQDw5mACQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This sounds like it was specifically made for 13 year old girls.  I wonder if that’s what Lil Wayne was thinking when he put together his little kindergarten-tang clan of ‘wappers’?&lt;/span&gt;  I guess 13 year old girls are the only ones who are stupid enough to force their Dad’s to buy them CD’s.  There’s a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Flintstones"&gt;Flintstones&lt;/a&gt; reference in there, too.  Do you remember that show?  Wilma was a hottie.  I’ve always had a thing for redheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9xWw4jA2hg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9xWw4jA2hg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She’s so zany and SO wild!  I just want to be her friend!&lt;/span&gt;  She washes her mouth out with alcohol, name-checks P Diddy and Mick Jagger (??) and is just generally KoOl.  Actually, now that I think about it, I’ve actually realised how much I hate her and this stupid shitty hipster-club-kid-pop song.  Fuck you, Kesha.  Fuck you to hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the ultimate ‘shower song’.  When this comes on, my bathtub turns into a catwalk and I start pumping my fist like I’m at Million Man March for fashionista’s.&lt;/span&gt;  Don’t look at me with your judging eyes; I’m sure you do it too.  Oh and before you have a chance to say that sounds a little gay, here’s a picture of Wilma looking hot to verify my manhood ( I found it all by myself on google images).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy-HEGPcruI/AAAAAAAACOc/nxcDZ3DL__s/s1600-h/Wilma-Flintstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 383px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy-HEGPcruI/AAAAAAAACOc/nxcDZ3DL__s/s400/Wilma-Flintstone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417697381214629602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words: &lt;a href="http://donaldcrunk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Donald Crunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-6932688775113348041?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/Za3LuPWViXI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/Za3LuPWViXI/donalds-world-of-crunk-5-pop-songs-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy-DsMt9ORI/AAAAAAAACOU/ssSGA6Y4N_E/s72-c/pop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/donalds-world-of-crunk-5-pop-songs-that.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-757710522416398090</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-20T15:26:42.350Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paula pashmina</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tv</category><title>Puala Pashmina:  My 13 favourite quotes from this morning’s episode of 90210</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy46hsSsl9I/AAAAAAAACOI/cSC0dyAYrnU/s1600-h/90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy46hsSsl9I/AAAAAAAACOI/cSC0dyAYrnU/s400/90210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417331752272959442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I saw the&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QhZdC5yS9hE"&gt; trailer&lt;/a&gt; for the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;90210&lt;/span&gt; series which promised ‘cooler, sexier and more provocative’ storylines, I knew this show was something that I had to be a part of.  And if you hadn’t already noticed, the crazy psycho blog/vlogger &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qS3FvjVdWW4"&gt;Erin Silver&lt;/a&gt; is actually based on me.  Yup, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;90210&lt;/span&gt; has totally stolen my life and placed it in sunny Beverley Hills, where the kids are tanned and generally quite manic-depressive.  Here are my favourite quotes from today’s re-run &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's a Drag.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’You’re so cute when you're nervous’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’There are no small plays, only small actors’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’What’s wrong with the coffee maker?’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’Can we just start over?’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’I would love to hear you take a whack at obtuse angles’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’Have you tried plugging it in’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’He thought he saw a baby alien and it turned out to be a squirrel’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;“This purse happens to be worth more than your car’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’You hid a camera and filmed us having sex…you have no boundaries!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’You said you like movies better than blogs…this was all a set up!’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’What kind of teacher are you?!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘’I want…you…to fix…ALL OF THIS!!’’ &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Paula P&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-757710522416398090?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/y8z0gY-ueLI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/y8z0gY-ueLI/puala-pashmina-my-13-favourite-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sy46hsSsl9I/AAAAAAAACOI/cSC0dyAYrnU/s72-c/90210.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/puala-pashmina-my-13-favourite-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-7944130737625739491</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-19T22:36:49.882Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">caths photos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><title>Cath's Photos from Russia</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzaxIUUgiI/AAAAAAAACMo/FUT1ZvngoOw/s1600-h/cath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzaxIUUgiI/AAAAAAAACMo/FUT1ZvngoOw/s400/cath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416944989401023010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our friend &lt;a href="http://www.knuckleheadsplayground.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cath&lt;/a&gt;.  She’s a photographer.  We asked her to take some photos for us and she kindly obliged.  Here are some shots from her recent trip to Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6v_10II/AAAAAAAACNo/gVLC2b3RXbM/s1600-h/russia8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6v_10II/AAAAAAAACNo/gVLC2b3RXbM/s400/russia8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416949552717877378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6WcjZ5I/AAAAAAAACNg/hEpSEfE91FM/s1600-h/russia7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6WcjZ5I/AAAAAAAACNg/hEpSEfE91FM/s400/russia7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416949545858983826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6JS9tmI/AAAAAAAACNY/z9-J-zH-miM/s1600-h/russia6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syze6JS9tmI/AAAAAAAACNY/z9-J-zH-miM/s400/russia6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416949542329103970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeNi3bIPI/AAAAAAAACNQ/rxQFbmRGqQU/s1600-h/russia5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeNi3bIPI/AAAAAAAACNQ/rxQFbmRGqQU/s400/russia5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948776098799858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeNFYOjLI/AAAAAAAACNI/cHO0qbmNQY8/s1600-h/russia4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeNFYOjLI/AAAAAAAACNI/cHO0qbmNQY8/s400/russia4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948768183323826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeM4aPJrI/AAAAAAAACNA/xeySjJmeDTQ/s1600-h/russia3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeM4aPJrI/AAAAAAAACNA/xeySjJmeDTQ/s400/russia3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948764702090930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeMmz85eI/AAAAAAAACM4/waPB_1gUrZE/s1600-h/russia2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeMmz85eI/AAAAAAAACM4/waPB_1gUrZE/s400/russia2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948759978108386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeMTeFK0I/AAAAAAAACMw/EkhWr7PFXGs/s1600-h/russia1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzeMTeFK0I/AAAAAAAACMw/EkhWr7PFXGs/s400/russia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948754786102082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzgYFGgpEI/AAAAAAAACNw/zK7tIZILqVc/s1600-h/russia9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzgYFGgpEI/AAAAAAAACNw/zK7tIZILqVc/s400/russia9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416951156110828610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syzh3VEaBNI/AAAAAAAACOA/Q9Jq3Nu1N1k/s1600-h/russia11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syzh3VEaBNI/AAAAAAAACOA/Q9Jq3Nu1N1k/s400/russia11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416952792484545746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syzh2-9fq2I/AAAAAAAACN4/F5wkaqWrye0/s1600-h/russian10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Syzh2-9fq2I/AAAAAAAACN4/F5wkaqWrye0/s400/russian10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416952786549975906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All photos by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://knuckleheadsplayground.blogspot.com/"&gt;Catharina Gerritsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-7944130737625739491?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/lV0ch2UrpRw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/lV0ch2UrpRw/caths-photos-from-russia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyzaxIUUgiI/AAAAAAAACMo/FUT1ZvngoOw/s72-c/cath.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/caths-photos-from-russia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-4407155103512160314</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-19T14:31:51.251Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awesome stuuf</category><title>Awesome stuuf (7)</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YanW7SZk-bk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YanW7SZk-bk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-4407155103512160314?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/8a13QcIgi40" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/8a13QcIgi40/awesome-stuuf-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesome-stuuf-7.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-1982948357865977627</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T14:26:31.865Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">world of crunk</category><title>Donald Crunk's World of Crunk: 5 reasons why you shouldn't get into a fight</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyuGloVBkxI/AAAAAAAACMY/ASUWPfTuQCA/s1600-h/stevan+seagal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyuGloVBkxI/AAAAAAAACMY/ASUWPfTuQCA/s400/stevan+seagal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416570957882037010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’ll probably wanna punch me right in my stupid ‘hipster-blogger’ face for saying this, but I think that Steven Seagal is one of the world’s greatest action heroes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chiselled features?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Witty one-liners? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A way with the ladies?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;C.H-E-C-K!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But most importantly, Seggars has skilfully mastered the fine art of beating people up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s nothing more satisfying than overpowering another male with your fists and/or feet.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think about it: humans started off as cavemen in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we weren’t beating the shit out of animals to put food on our hut-tables, we were beating the shit out of other cavemen to impress cave-chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Which sounds great, in practice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, I’d love to be ‘that guy’.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only problem is, I can’t fight for shit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The last time I got into a fist-fight, I woke up in a hospital.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My girlfriend was standing over me and she was looking at me like I was the complete opposite of the Alpha-male that women want to give blow-jobs and tell all their friends about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yep, I’d become an &lt;i style=""&gt;Alpha-pussy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m never gonna fight again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That way, I can never lose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s five reasons why you should never get into a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyuIdlfwm4I/AAAAAAAACMg/RCrpOh_IYTQ/s1600-h/fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyuIdlfwm4I/AAAAAAAACMg/RCrpOh_IYTQ/s400/fight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416573018706058114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You might lose&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No brainer, right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose you could do that thing were you pick on people who are weaker than you, but sometimes looks can be deceiving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may pick a fight with a dude who looks like Urkel, but really fights like one of those nerdy-dude’s in the kung-fu movies who sneakily kicks &lt;i style=""&gt;everyone’s&lt;/i&gt; ass.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is called the ‘Trojan Horse’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You might go to Jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My only experience with prison has been that tv show ‘OZ’ and an old Ice Cube video.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember there was this big burly black dude in ‘OZ’ that was also homo-sexual.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He used to violently rape other men.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is my worst nightmare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not because he’s black (I’m not gonna go into the stereotypes, but a big STI-laced penis? &lt;i style=""&gt;Ouch&lt;/i&gt;), but I’m just not into guys like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your face  might get all fucked up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like my face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is that gay?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want it to get messed up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not one of those guys who looks cute with scars and broken noses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plus my skin takes a while to heal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m weighing this up in my head and I think my looks are way more important than my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You might win&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t look confused, winning is almost as bad as losing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you win, I guarantee some dude (let’s call him a ‘tough-guy’ for reference purposes) will hear that you defeated someone and will automatically want to kick your ass to prove his 'gangsta'.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;‘Tough-guys’ are the worst people in the world to get into fights with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only do they fight dirty, but if you manage to fuck them up, they won’t rest until they get one over on you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They live by their rep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life is like one big game of Street Fighter 4 to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And they’ve got unlimited continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You might die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I heard about a guy who died from one blow straight to the head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Really, was it all worth it, dude?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could have easily avoided that by just pretending you didn’t see him pinch your girl’s ass.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you didn’t see it, it didn’t happen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now you’re in heaven, looking down while some guy eats out your girl’s pussy and she tells him that her dead boyf has a small dick.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, &lt;i style=""&gt;had&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’re dead now, so everything’s in past tense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;An edited version of this orginally appeared on &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://streetbonersandtvcarnage.com/blog/5-reasons-you-shouldnt-get-into-a-fight/"&gt;Street Carnage&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Donald Crunk&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-1982948357865977627?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/A84Vj1dZY28" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/A84Vj1dZY28/donald-crunks-world-of-crunk-5-reasons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyuGloVBkxI/AAAAAAAACMY/ASUWPfTuQCA/s72-c/stevan+seagal.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/donald-crunks-world-of-crunk-5-reasons.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-823971584654049105</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T00:14:54.424Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paula pashmina</category><title>Paula Pashmina: My life must improve before I die</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyrIhkoQYzI/AAAAAAAACMQ/x7kUIsnA0Eo/s1600-h/paula+p+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyrIhkoQYzI/AAAAAAAACMQ/x7kUIsnA0Eo/s400/paula+p+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361980960203570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think my life is going down the drain.  Everything’s gone brown and smelly like a fat guy’s big piece of fat steaming poo&lt;/span&gt;.  My mum looked at me the other day and told me I looked like shit.  She asked me what I’d ‘been eating ‘and why I was ‘dressed like that’.  Thanks for the pep talk, mum. Is it normal for someone in their mid-20’s to feel so depressed?  I don’t want to tie this to the opposite sex, but right now, boys are THE worst thing in the world.  It's like they’re all broken.  Why can’t I find someone with good looks and a nice personality?  But fuck moaning about boys, this about ME.  And me is gonna make my life AMAZING*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*with the help of this list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No more Carbs.  Carbs are the enemy.  And nothing tastes better than being skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sex is evil.  I just want my pussy licked.  I’ve never had an orgasm through proper sex, anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop reading fashion blogs with skinny girls who have lots of style.  I. Hate. You. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t date Indians.  Nothing personal, but based on MY experience, I’m not the biggest fan of date-rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Read more books.  The big words helps me blog better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Date more 18 year olds.  So young and so eager to please.  LET ME MOLD U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. No more double-dates.  Anyone up for uncomfortable silences and forced laughter x 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don’t throw up on people who write for The Guardian in Jaguar Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Challenge another girl to a fight because I hate her make-up and win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Send some money to some poor kid in another county with no parents or hands/legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words:  Paula P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pic: Ellis Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-823971584654049105?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/M6qOFy9NXdk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/M6qOFy9NXdk/paula-pashmina-my-life-must-improve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyrIhkoQYzI/AAAAAAAACMQ/x7kUIsnA0Eo/s72-c/paula+p+boys.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/paula-pashmina-my-life-must-improve.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-1270918720500346895</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T19:47:06.037Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awesome stuuf</category><title>Awesome stuuf (6) Dana Hill</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyaVaHlESfI/AAAAAAAACMI/09pYh0CAtO8/s1600-h/dana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyaVaHlESfI/AAAAAAAACMI/09pYh0CAtO8/s400/dana2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415179877903256050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyaVA5sEpXI/AAAAAAAACMA/C90z_EsAd4U/s1600-h/dana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyaVA5sEpXI/AAAAAAAACMA/C90z_EsAd4U/s400/dana1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415179444677813618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NHPndefAqY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NHPndefAqY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-1270918720500346895?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/uOHQ5B38Mcw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/uOHQ5B38Mcw/awesome-stuuf-6-dana-hill.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyaVaHlESfI/AAAAAAAACMI/09pYh0CAtO8/s72-c/dana2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesome-stuuf-6-dana-hill.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-5541305128300263516</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T22:04:01.236Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">world of crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">film</category><title>Donald Crunk's World of Crunk: 5 Movie clichés and genres I hate</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVcnKuR1PI/AAAAAAAACLY/VDP4Vz9Uh2k/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVcnKuR1PI/AAAAAAAACLY/VDP4Vz9Uh2k/s400/obama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414835954946004210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old suburban person who talks young and urban&lt;/span&gt;.  Rule 2 of ‘screen-writing 101’ is to ‘defy traditional stereotypes’, because it provides a curveball which shocks and intrigues the viewer.  And what’s more ‘stereotype defying’ than an old white guy who speaks like he grew up in Compton and uses lots of slang like 'dawg' and 'hoes'?  I always cringe when I see these characters in movies, because it’s really not funny.  Just dumb and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVdcdgQ2II/AAAAAAAACLg/kQldzD1wLaE/s1600-h/dangerous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVdcdgQ2II/AAAAAAAACLg/kQldzD1wLaE/s400/dangerous.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414836870520559746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smart white person  upgrades underprivileged minorities&lt;/span&gt;.  I’m black.  I went to school and got good grades.  After that, I went to University.  Now I have a job.  I’m sure my life would have been better if I’d have been discovered by a Caucasian Samaritan who wanted to devote his/her life to helping me become a ‘better black person’, but I think I did just fine on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVeOy6EJlI/AAAAAAAACLo/UuNFwBLzxUI/s1600-h/shes+all+that.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVeOy6EJlI/AAAAAAAACLo/UuNFwBLzxUI/s400/shes+all+that.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414837735259383378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attractive teenager who has no friends and can’t find a boy/girlf&lt;/span&gt;.  School is all about two things: Being popular and not being popular.  If you’re good looking, then people will naturally gravitate towards you.  I call bullshit on any film that puts a smoking chick in nerdy glasses and a frumpy outfit, then paints them as the ‘class outcast’.  Girls that look like that know what they’re working with as soon as grown men start hitting on them and commenting on how cute they look in their school uniforms.  Nerdy glasses, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVffku3M9I/AAAAAAAACLw/LuGppE5jlY4/s1600-h/save+the+last.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVffku3M9I/AAAAAAAACLw/LuGppE5jlY4/s400/save+the+last.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414839123023705042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance movies.&lt;/span&gt;  The only people that like these kind of films are people who 'do dance'.  And why are they even watching films?  They should be in some class somewhere working on their stupid dance-steps.  The ‘dialogue’ is always cheesy and sometimes even the dancing sucks.  What's the point if they can't even get that right?  And don’t get me started on the ‘inter-racial romantic sub-plots’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVgeaZtrdI/AAAAAAAACL4/rkbPq2Ybwgk/s1600-h/friday_cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVgeaZtrdI/AAAAAAAACL4/rkbPq2Ybwgk/s400/friday_cube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414840202582404562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Cinema.&lt;/span&gt;  Guys, what happened?  I spent most of my teenage life buying grainy pirated DVD’s from oriental entrepreneurs about&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paid_in_Full_%28film%29"&gt; drug dealers&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul_Food_%28film%29"&gt; family DRAMA&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_wood"&gt;African- American coming of age&lt;/a&gt;.  And they were all amazing (Or maybe I was just too young to know any better?).   The last movie I watched involved&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuhOc0jHxPc"&gt; Curtis Jackon&lt;/a&gt; and it left my soul feeling slightly raped.  He didn’t even buy me dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Donald Crunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-5541305128300263516?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/rAjnhX2QH6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/rAjnhX2QH6U/donald-crunks-world-of-crunk-5-movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SyVcnKuR1PI/AAAAAAAACLY/VDP4Vz9Uh2k/s72-c/obama.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/donald-crunks-world-of-crunk-5-movie.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-6119295716773065351</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T00:31:30.610Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Where does the music start?</category><title>Lightspeed Appreciation Year</title><description>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCo-U6war6c&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCo-U6war6c&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you thought &lt;a href="http://www.soundonthesound.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/lightspeednme.jpg"&gt;LC &lt;/a&gt;was played out? Nah, doggy.  2010 will be the year of 'The Champion'.  &lt;a href="http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/10/blood-orange.html"&gt;This dude&lt;/a&gt; hasn't even peaked yet, trust us.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Dev!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-6119295716773065351?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/XR1ykASXl9Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/XR1ykASXl9Q/lightspeed-appreciation-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/lightspeed-appreciation-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-4376413564945278828</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 23:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T01:23:16.396Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girls</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">golden nuggets of wisdom</category><title>Golden Nuggets of Wisdom: 'Why do men get caught cheating?'</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx2X17H1r6I/AAAAAAAACLQ/hPZPHgrU73g/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx2X17H1r6I/AAAAAAAACLQ/hPZPHgrU73g/s400/tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412649279828635554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what guys are really bad at?  The art of deception.  We’re fucking terrible at it.  Our ego’s make us think we don’t have to lie or use personality ‘smoke n mirrors’ to get our own way or pull the wool over peoples eyes.&lt;/span&gt;  We’re like big bulls running through china-shops full of ex-girlfriends with broken hearts and sexually transmitted infections.  Sure, we’ll lie up to a certain point, but do you think you actually catch us cheating by accident?  Of course not.  We LET you catch us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Tiger Woods.  He was so deep in numerous Vagina’s, that he probably just woke up one morning and thought to himself ‘Man, this is some bullshit!  I’m a man, I can do whatever the hell I want.  FUNK THAT!’  So he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PURPOSEFULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; left some clues around so his broad could find out.  Sure, he got knocked the fuck out because of it, but I bet you he feels all the better for it.  Now he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t have to be all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and deceptive about it, like some big pink ninja with a set of ovaries.  He can go down to the pub with his buds, crack open a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grenache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rose and laugh about how he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t give a fuck about sleeping with numerous women that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Women on the other hand, are so skilled at deception that your girlfriend could secretly be a serial killer or one of those Jehovah’s Witnesses’ and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t even have a clue.&lt;/span&gt;  They get trained to do that stuff when they’re in high-school getting their pussy’s eaten out.  I mean, you SUCK at eating pussy, but it’s your first time, what does she expect?  Never the less, she’s screaming like a trooper, because you’re her man and she wants you to feel AWESOME.  So what if she goes back and tells all her friends that you put her off getting her angel-lips (that's what I call it) licked for the rest of her life? She made you feel like a stud, right?  That’s their jobs.  Women lie to feed men’s ego’s and guy’s let stupid things slip so our girls can knock us out with a nine iron.  It’s the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Donald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Crunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-4376413564945278828?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/jsc9XD1wvmY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/jsc9XD1wvmY/why-do-men-get-caught-cheating.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx2X17H1r6I/AAAAAAAACLQ/hPZPHgrU73g/s72-c/tiger.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-do-men-get-caught-cheating.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-9215460641357933346</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-07T19:25:13.044Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fashion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paula pashmina</category><title>Paula Pashmina's style pic of the week</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx1WDwJ4AgI/AAAAAAAACLI/VFn8pXGLaxI/s1600-h/swirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx1WDwJ4AgI/AAAAAAAACLI/VFn8pXGLaxI/s400/swirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412576949635121666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; stupid wearing something, then you probably look stupid, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic from &lt;a href="http://stockholmstreetstyle.feber.se/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-9215460641357933346?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/m0-ye_saHpU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/m0-ye_saHpU/paula-pashminas-style-pic-of-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sx1WDwJ4AgI/AAAAAAAACLI/VFn8pXGLaxI/s72-c/swirl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/paula-pashminas-style-pic-of-week.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-3662584929618459343</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 22:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T23:22:26.704Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">THE RACE CARD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">golden nuggets of wisdom</category><title>Golden Nuggets of Wisdom:  What  white girls love about black guys</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxw1olD_owI/AAAAAAAACLA/IUx_2AgaqGU/s1600-h/interacial_couple.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxw1olD_owI/AAAAAAAACLA/IUx_2AgaqGU/s400/interacial_couple.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412259823452398338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old topic!  Yeah, I know, but it’s still a doozy.  And a lot of white guys still wanna know why their little white snowflakes are getting piped down by black dudes, so I'm gonna break it down for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curiosity:&lt;/span&gt;  Do you know when the world’s gonna end?  How many Pringles are in those big cardboard tubes?  Why Kano started making stuff like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZrPEPeZa08"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?  Nah, me neither.  But I  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; wanna find out.  Not saying it’s gonna be that satisfying when you do finally get that (big?) black dick that you've never had before, but sometimes the anticipation is better than the deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-hop:&lt;/span&gt;  Music and sex are best buds.  If your favourite song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn’t&lt;/span&gt; about sex or inspired by sex in some way, then it probably sucks.  When MTV finally decided to start showing rap vids, a nation of white girls were instantly de-flowered.  If you check out their I-tunes playlist, there’s gonna be at least one rapper on there.  And since no one listens to Eminem anymore, it's definitely gonna be a black guy.  Did I mention that girls wanna fuck all the guys on their ‘Most Played’ playlists? I’m pretty sure it’s written somewhere in the I-Tunes FAQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black guys are tough&lt;/span&gt;:  Women want to feel safe.  They want to be secure in the fact that their man can protect them from danger.  Do you ever watch sports?  What colour are most successful boxers?  When you turn on the news and hear about someone committing an act of violence against another man, what colour is the culprit?  Black dudes are good at fighting and if they’re not, they use weapons.  That’s not racist, it’s just the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls love to be treated like shit:&lt;/span&gt;  Well, that’s not entirely the truth, because no woman will ever admit that.  They probably complain all day long about how they hate the way they're treated by men and need to find a ‘good one’, so why do they keep ending up with dicks?  It’s because they subconsciously love it.  It’s exciting.  Plus they think they can use their pussy-power to change the guy, which isn’t really what they want, but the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; of trying to do it is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mixed-raced babies are cute:&lt;/span&gt;  I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than a baby with blue eyes, light brown skin and thick negro-ish hair.  They truly are amazing creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words:  Donald Crunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-3662584929618459343?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/xx-MRWLqxmI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/xx-MRWLqxmI/golden-nuggets-of-wisdom-what-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxw1olD_owI/AAAAAAAACLA/IUx_2AgaqGU/s72-c/interacial_couple.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/golden-nuggets-of-wisdom-what-white.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-5396444764322005787</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T08:43:39.858Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stuff we found on the internets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><title>Stuff we found on the internets</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5dt-H7VI/AAAAAAAACKg/QYplmQQI2eo/s1600-h/sandy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5dt-H7VI/AAAAAAAACKg/QYplmQQI2eo/s400/sandy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410927028772269394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5dzsKvjI/AAAAAAAACKo/dziNb3GPlA0/s1600-h/sandy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5dzsKvjI/AAAAAAAACKo/dziNb3GPlA0/s400/sandy2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410927030307569202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5ea2Cd5I/AAAAAAAACKw/qTxYhyaJ21s/s1600-h/sandy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5ea2Cd5I/AAAAAAAACKw/qTxYhyaJ21s/s400/sandy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410927040817952658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5el9JwlI/AAAAAAAACK4/PPsfHj2LCbA/s1600-h/sandy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5el9JwlI/AAAAAAAACK4/PPsfHj2LCbA/s400/sandy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410927043800580690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos by &lt;a href="http://lovebryan.com/sandy/"&gt;Sandy Kim&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.hamburgereyes.com/"&gt;Hamburger Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-5396444764322005787?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/Us8eFGm7DVk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/Us8eFGm7DVk/stuff-we-found-on-internets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sxd5dt-H7VI/AAAAAAAACKg/QYplmQQI2eo/s72-c/sandy1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/12/stuff-we-found-on-internets.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-4251503590194788530</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T20:16:49.497Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girls</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">golden nuggets of wisdom</category><title>Golden Nuggets of Wisdom: Men and women can (still) never be just friends</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxbG8MX7gUI/AAAAAAAACKQ/nBqLrjFlsrU/s1600-h/justfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxbG8MX7gUI/AAAAAAAACKQ/nBqLrjFlsrU/s400/justfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410730739748274498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It just doesn’t work.  Sure, it starts off fine, but after a while, silly little things like the fact that women have a vagina and men have a penis starts to get in the way.  Men and women were never put on this earth to be friends&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ask God.  &lt;/span&gt;He wants us to fuck each others brains out.  And I’m not being blasphemous.  Take off your pants and look between your legs.  You see that little reproductive organ sitting there?  That’s God’s way of saying ‘fuck friendship.  Fuck it right up the ass!’  And who am I to argue with the big G man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another ‘silly little thing’ that obstructs boy/girl friendships is ‘emotions’.  Women live by them&lt;/span&gt;.  They use their emotions to figure out everything from ‘how much milk they need to last them through the week’ to whether or not they’re gonna let ‘Simon/Jason/Marlon ejaculate all over their tits'.  Men don’t even know what to do with their emotions. Whenever they hear the word, they think it’s a new type of e-mail app for their I-phones.  I can barely bring myself to type it without wincing.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yee-uck&lt;/span&gt;.  And if by some unbelievably slim chance you actually manage to remain friends after you’ve fucked or beaten each other to a bloody pulp over her ovary-led emotions, then you’ll probably end up getting married.  Yup, that’s how it happens, people.  I probably should have entitled this blog ‘how to find your life partner’ or some shit, but I guess it’s too late for that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxbIJyJ0iDI/AAAAAAAACKY/vzlApD14MMA/s1600-h/WhenHarry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxbIJyJ0iDI/AAAAAAAACKY/vzlApD14MMA/s400/WhenHarry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410732072739571762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look at Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal.  They basically ‘dry snitched’ on this whole ‘no-friendship’ thing in ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_Harry_Met_Sally"&gt;When Harry Met Sally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;’.  They spent the whole movie pretending they didn’t want to fuck, but then they ended up getting married (SPOILER!).  &lt;/span&gt;People saw that movie, then a nation of easily-influenced movie-goers, wised the fuck-up. They threw in the towel and started porking their best buds (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, if it’s good enough for Meg and Billy, it’s good enough for me!&lt;/span&gt;).  Only thing is, that movie’s old.  If you’re old enough to remember it, then you’re probably too old to even have friends of the opposite sex.  You’re too busy trying to sneak out on Thursday nights to play pool or catch a chick-flick and avoid eating some shitty dinner with your partner and your even shittier kids.  They need to make a new version with Michael Cera and that chick with the &lt;a href="http://chockblock.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/anna-paquin-picture-2_408.jpg"&gt;weird/cute face from ‘True Blood’&lt;/a&gt;.  If they throw in a cool soundtrack and maybe a cameo from one of those Vampire Weekend guys or Snoop, then maybe all the 80’s babies will wise up and stop trying to fight the inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Adolf Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-4251503590194788530?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/HcAPlV9xK5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/HcAPlV9xK5A/golden-nuggets-of-wisdom-men-and-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxbG8MX7gUI/AAAAAAAACKQ/nBqLrjFlsrU/s72-c/justfriends.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzxR8OH-fDQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch My Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a &lt;a href="http://www.pinglewood.com/2009/November/Imperfect_Angel.html"&gt;makeover&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxLrGcCVBHI/AAAAAAAACKA/W_XqaA5vhsY/s1600/roseannebarrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxLrGcCVBHI/AAAAAAAACKA/W_XqaA5vhsY/s400/roseannebarrr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409644598263088242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted @ &lt;a href="http://pinglewood.com/"&gt;Pinglewood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-1648708665859519063?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/6ToaPT70R3g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/6ToaPT70R3g/pink-cougar-pussy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/SxLrBP1bM5I/AAAAAAAACJ4/0Hyw1wsbhrE/s72-c/MariahCarey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/pink-cougar-pussy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-7562647392590114927</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T20:38:55.168Z</atom:updated><category 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-7562647392590114927?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/Wb6JhjpgaKM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/Wb6JhjpgaKM/awesome-stuuf-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/awesome-stuuf-5.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-8089347261510973456</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 20:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T20:23:28.490Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awesome stuuf</category><title>Awesome stuuf (4)</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7vSR3BirI/AAAAAAAACJw/_oY0yaRFOJo/s1600/chuck+d.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7vSR3BirI/AAAAAAAACJw/_oY0yaRFOJo/s400/chuck+d.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408523299829418674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Only_Built_4_Cuban_Linx..._Pt._II"&gt;OB4CL2&lt;/a&gt; was a bit of an anticlimax. Raekwon sounded tired and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMX &lt;a href="http://www.rhymeswithsnitch.com/2009/11/lets-get-ready-to-rum-ble.html"&gt;takes a lot of drugs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki Minaj is the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SdWFzvNNOs"&gt;best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;worst&lt;/a&gt; female rapper, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Kim was only good because &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gxcJSQeCiLI"&gt;Biggie wrote her rhymes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6df0rha_Opw"&gt;Biggie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkHasQC8OPA&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; sounds awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about &lt;a href="http://nahright.com/news/2009/11/26/lupe-fiasco-enemy-of-the-state-a-love-story-mixtape/"&gt;Lupe’s new mixtape&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamatrapstar.com/wordpress/?p=2641"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; is Tommy Hillfigers Son?  I wonder if he's rapping so people stop thinking his &lt;a href="http://juiicyscoop.blogspot.com/2007/08/does-tommy-hilfiger-hate-black-people.html"&gt;dad hates blacks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videos.onsmash.com/v/xQGTX1PlhBNHX6IU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; , sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qql0Yi4DxU"&gt;I like Gucci Mane&lt;/a&gt;, other times, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1CQZDiko2xg"&gt;not so much&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Donald Crunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pic: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://waxinandmilkin.com/"&gt;waxinandmilkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-1832196896439603653?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/7ToswhFx208" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/7ToswhFx208/10-random-thoughts-about-hip-hop-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7vSR3BirI/AAAAAAAACJw/_oY0yaRFOJo/s72-c/chuck+d.htm" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-random-thoughts-about-hip-hop-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-2094157771133561028</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T20:12:57.319Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">capin crunch</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tv</category><title>White pre-teens</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7ebGZYQxI/AAAAAAAACJg/pDnryGA49fQ/s1600/clarissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7ebGZYQxI/AAAAAAAACJg/pDnryGA49fQ/s400/clarissa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408504759673438994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clarissa_Explains_It_All"&gt;this show&lt;/a&gt;, but didn’t want my friends to know I watched it, because it was kinda gay.  What did I love about it?  I really can’t remember.  The &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efWV4Lpjfww"&gt;song at the beginning&lt;/a&gt;, I guess.  I just thought it was really cool.  And her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjxrv2gXiQc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;brother was such a dickhead&lt;/a&gt;.  I kept watching it to see if he’d get killed off and replaced by a Goldfish or something.  Now I look back, the way he acted then, is kind of how I act now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Capin Crunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-2094157771133561028?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/vgFcM8JhSH8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/vgFcM8JhSH8/white-pre-teens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw7ebGZYQxI/AAAAAAAACJg/pDnryGA49fQ/s72-c/clarissa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-pre-teens.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-2439791713011349087</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T00:07:05.658Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Where does the music start?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donald crunk</category><title>My opinion on the new Vampire Weekend video</title><description>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e0u11rgd9Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e0u11rgd9Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this any good?  I really can’t tell.  The video seems like something they’d show in the 'HOT! NEW! TRACKS!' section on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxKh67CcCEo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  After the short clip finishes, Annie Mac will look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grimmy&lt;/span&gt; and say something like ‘I absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loooove&lt;/span&gt; that video’, probably whilst clicking her feet together in pure musical-excitement.  Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grimmy&lt;/span&gt; will bark some witty little anecdote about seeing the band at a festival and one of the band members doing something ZANY like oh, I dunno, the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z22u34dimq4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bogle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had a love/hate relationship with the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vampire_Weekend_%28album%29"&gt;first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  Whenever I played it, my sister would ask me if I was playing ‘African music’.  Then I’d be like ‘nah, it’s just vampire weekend’.  I don’t think this song is anywhere as good as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XC2mqcMMGQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Even though they were obviously trying to recreate it's visual style for the video, albeit from a slightly different angle.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps they did this so that people would be fooled into thinking they were watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A-Punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  You know, just in case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; thinks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cousins&lt;/span&gt; sucks.  That way you'd go and buy their new album, just on the strength of how much you loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A-Punk&lt;/span&gt;.  Those sneaky fucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This blog is about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cousins&lt;/span&gt; as a single &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; video.  I know the title mentions the video and I kinda jumped between talking about both of them, but I had some stuff I wanted to get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Donny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Crunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-2439791713011349087?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/lakWVPysVOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/lakWVPysVOw/my-opinion-on-new-vampire-weekend-video.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-opinion-on-new-vampire-weekend-video.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-7430205706221888106</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T15:19:47.054Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HIP HOP USED TO BE GOOD TILL YOU FUCKED IT UP</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Where does the music start?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girls</category><title>Hip-hop groups that should have blown up</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw1FJ1MBxkI/AAAAAAAACJY/dzVkFaKxkeM/s1600/hwa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw1FJ1MBxkI/AAAAAAAACJY/dzVkFaKxkeM/s400/hwa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408054762740500034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9NddxciWbw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9NddxciWbw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H.W.A."&gt;Hoez With Attitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-7430205706221888106?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/czBbXFp4xyM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/czBbXFp4xyM/hip-hop-groups-that-should-have-blown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Sw1FJ1MBxkI/AAAAAAAACJY/dzVkFaKxkeM/s72-c/hwa.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/hip-hop-groups-that-should-have-blown.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-593703635118027494</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T01:12:25.507Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">things we found other people blogs</category><title>Things we found on other peoples blogs</title><description>&lt;a href="http://s789.photobucket.com/albums/yy179/donaldcrunk/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fecal.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i789.photobucket.com/albums/yy179/donaldcrunk/fecal.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fecalface.com/"&gt;Found here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-593703635118027494?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/bTBn0_qqSdA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/bTBn0_qqSdA/things-we-found-on-other-peoples-blogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-we-found-on-other-peoples-blogs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18329566.post-5132985907568153932</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T01:02:50.403Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sex</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inside a dudes brain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girls</category><title>Inside a dude’s brain (4):  Being faithful is boring</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Swx9TYbVmjI/AAAAAAAACJE/uIl-CEaxVYE/s1600/faithful.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Swx9TYbVmjI/AAAAAAAACJE/uIl-CEaxVYE/s400/faithful.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407835024493222450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was watching that movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burn_after_reading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burn After Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the other day and there’s a scene where George Clooney and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tilda_Swinton"&gt;Tilda Swinton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; are lying in bed together.  They’d been sleeping with each other for a while and were both cheating on their respective partners. &lt;/span&gt; The chick looked at George and said something like ‘the fun and frivolity is over, it’s time to get serious’.  She wanted to leave her husband and you know, ‘get serious’ with George.  He just lay there looking at the ceiling with this ‘oh crap’ look on his face.  That feeling he had is basically how all guys feel when girls we’re dating (ie fucking) want to ‘get serious’.  Who wants to stop having ‘fun and frivolity’?  That shit’s just too good to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladies, we love you, but we love our freedom more&lt;/span&gt;.  It’s kinda like eating cereal.  I mean, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Cheerios.  I damn near eat that shit everyday.  Well, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to.  Eventually, I got bored.  I needed something fresh.  That’s what happens when we fuck the same girl.  We get tired of pouring our milk on your cheerio’s.  Today I may feel like eating Coco Pops or maybe even Frosted Shreddies.  Don’t take it personal girls, it's just the way we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously: &lt;a href="http://styleslut.blogspot.com/search/label/inside%20a%20dudes%20brain"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside a Dude's Brain 1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: Mike Ock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18329566-5132985907568153932?l=styleslut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/styleslut/~4/3QMX05P5M9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/styleslut/~3/3QMX05P5M9E/inside-dudes-brain-4-being-faithful-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ABdF67EWGBc/Swx9TYbVmjI/AAAAAAAACJE/uIl-CEaxVYE/s72-c/faithful.htm" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://styleslut.blogspot.com/2009/11/inside-dudes-brain-4-being-faithful-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
